B.G. (Baby Gangsta)

B.G. (Baby Gangsta) - Livin Legend lyrics

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I ain't nothin,' but seventeen years old
 Want to fullfill my dream have a million records sold
 But niggas hatin on me everyday and that's cold
 I keep my four-four and I ain't gon' let it go
 My money can't fold no more it's in stacks
 My nose is close now I see that ain't where it's at
 My hoes done elevated i'm on another level
 My wrist done elevated to rolex with the bezel
 I'm young but bout nice things off top
 Don't fuck wit' what I worked hard for cause i'll hit yo' block
 I ride in big bodies
 I sleep in big beds
 Always wear boks (reeboks) and bauds always gon' bust a head
 I'm a well-known lil' nigga
 On my cell phone talkin' bout six figures
 You get yo' dome bust on in a split second
 Cause I'm gonna keep my rep as a livin' legend, a livin legend

 (Chorus)

 Verse:2
 What make niggas think they fuck wit raps i spit
 What make 'em think they can touch beats from Fresh i get
 What make 'em think they can compete with this hot boy clique
 This haterism goin on and the world makin me sick
 I'ma top notch baller all bout' my cheese
 I'm the one got yo' bitch and her girls talkin bout me
 B.G. name rating like a thompson fall
 Cruisin in my truck on the lake bazookas crumpin, dog
 Fresh behind me in the burb twenties blind y'all
 Niggas that broke lookin for hustle so they ridin fall
 But I got my pistol for the busters got they eye on my gucci
 Man I refuse to let these jackers gain a stripe off lil' duga
 Since twelve i been thuggin keep a frog in my mouth
 I had a dream off top but this rap game no doubt
 Don't get mad you ask yo' boo who the man and she confesson
 'Dat 'Dat lil' nigga off VL is a living legend

 (Chorus)

 Verse:3
 I know with my skills i'll rule the south
 Out bitch niggas mouth i'm sh-shoot about
 Niggas don't even know me want to leave BGeezy smellin
 It ain't my fault my tape stopped yo' shit from selling
 I'm tellin you fuck wit' me you'll learn yo' lesson
 I'm tellin you I'm all about dome checking
 I'm like the eclipse close yo' eye's i'll blind ya
 Quick to out shine ya
 Part of the Big Tmer$
 It ain't hard to find ya if i wan' kill ya
 Boy, you can't hide these big heads will reveal ya
 Me and my ch-chopper get near ya and spill ya
 Bustin a head it's something i always will do
 I always get my chill on
 And when i smile sparkle wit' my grill on
 You get yo' dome bust on in a split second
 Cause i'ma keep my rep as a livin legend, livin legend

 (Chorus to end
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Language: English

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